Barren? Honey, I'm Just Getting Started
Callum was hunting, and he was sending a monster to do his dirty work.
"When are you getting to the city?" I asked, pulling my knees up to my chest.
"I'm lying low in a hunter's cabin until tomorrow night to make sure nobody followed my trail out of the estate," Dexter said. "Once the patrol rotation shifts, I'm coming straight to your apartment with the binder. Just hold tight until then."
"Okay," I said, staring at the deadbolt on my front door. "I'll be ready."
"Keep the phone on," Dexter added, his voice softening just a fraction before he hung up. "Don't let your guard down."